Apocalypse: Xiaoye’s Strength and Dote on His Wife

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"Really." The big man hurriedly nodded at him, gave the unpromising idiot a fierce look, and shouted at the brothers, "If you say it's true, quickly put down the knives for me."

"It's the boss, it's all true, boss." One by one, they quickly put away the knives in their hands, and nodded in agreement.

"Well." Fan Qianhan pretended to be satisfied, and then turned his hand, and the gun disappeared.

In fact, this gun is really equivalent to a toy gun, and the previous atomic bomb has been fired long ago. But even if she didn't have the gun, she could set the surrounding oil cans on fire, so she wasn't trying to scare people.

"Bang bang bang——" There was a sudden crackling sound in the silent warehouse.

The big man who had forced a smile on his face instantly sank, "Damn, is he here again?"

"Yes, boss, Wang Miao's abilities have been used up."

"Then why are you still dawdling, hurry up and block it, wait for the zombies to gnaw it. Also, ask the people upstairs to pour some blood into the next street." An angry expression.

When they turned to face Fan Qianhan and the others, their faces were not as pleasing as they were before. Anyway, these individuals were no longer in a hurry or impulsive, and they would definitely not think about dying with them.

He glanced at them with disgust, "Let's go, let me go upstairs."

Ah... I didn't expect that picking up the bride would be so tiring and disabled. I slept on the bride's bedside table for a while, and my back was sore.